Midnight Train From Georgia

How the hell did I get Cancer?

In October of 2009, my wife, who cuts my hair, noticed that the mole on the crown of my head “ just did not look right” and told me to please go see a dermatologist asap.

Who out there is married? Children? One of the things I want to share, and I…

Spoiler Alert/Disclaimer: This is not a story about cancer.

I found myself in a doctor’s office last Friday. An orthopedist. I had an annual physical on Wednesday morning, and beyond the usual/unusual pleasantries of an annual physical for men over forty, I mentioned the acute pain I’ve…

On tears.

it’s funny.

I thought I would eat my feelings tonight instead of crying.

Why Pelotonia Scared the Shit Out of Me and What I Did About It

I still twitch when I hear a whistle as if I am missing an interval. I still shake out my arms and stretch my shoulders to signify the beginning of an important experience. Last year, I found myself doing just that…

Faster Together — Part 1

I’ve commented before that cycling has many tribes. Somewhere along the line, I’ve forgotten my own wisdom on this subject.

Let me explain.

An Obituary to Cancer, Part 2

Lewis Dale Jones, 73, passed peacefully shortly before midnight on Thursday, June 13. The official cause…

A Year of Firsts

My year of firsts began on August 6, the day my father died. I received a morning call like I had for the last week or so from…

happy birthday, suz.

Susan had a gazillion friends. She loved meeting people. Learning things.

More Than 20 Miles: The Mental Distance Between 180 & 200 Mile Cycling Routes

My fourth year #cycling…